Darkness surrounded me, the street lights dull, I'm convinced they haven't changed them since I was eleven, but I had no fear, I walked in the middle of both my siblings as they argued about something I was barely paying attention to. My attention was caught by every small detail ahead of me, cracks on the pavement, spray paint on the walls, pot holes, silly little things. I took a deep breath as the wind hit us like a wall of ice. Flashes of Matt passed through my mind as familiar surroundings brought past memories and feelings flooding back, we were finally on the street where we had our first kiss.I didn't notice when we arrived home due to being so lost in my own thoughts. "Elle?" I turned to look at Remmie's worried expression. I gave her the best fake smile I could before running upstairs to my room. It still kills me, his all I knew, but he moved on.
I laid on my bed looking up at my ceiling reconsidering every choice I made, I've been with him since fourteen, after seven years he decides to break it off because I just wasn't what he wanted? Why couldn't he of decided that all them years ago?
Once again I was lost in a whirlwind of thoughts when I heard a noise like shutters being open outside the house, I jumped up to look outside the window to be met with a removal van for the house across the street, the large mansion-like one that every person dreams of, but no one can afford. I headed downstairs to see my brother and sister already sticking their heads out the window to see whats going on.
"New neighbours" My brother confirmed the obvious.
"At this time?" Remmie asked looking over at the clock above the fire place, stating it was quarter past three in the morning, a very strange time to be moving.
"Vampires" We both looked at my brother who seemed very proud with his statement. Remmie crossed her arms as I just stood with a raised eyebrow. "It's the only logical explanation" He shrugged causing Remmie to roll her eyes with a loud huff before walking away from him. I walked towards the front door grabbing a jacket before heading out without another word said to anyone, I needed peace and quiet right now, as well as space, a lot of space. I didn't need removal vans and them two idiots.
I headed to the local park finding peace in the dark and silence, I sat on the bench and pulled my feet up to my chest and buried my face into my knees. As hard as I tried to contain it I accidentally let out a sob, the tears began to flow and I didn't know how to stop it, the pain, the hurt. I pulled my phone out to see missed calls and texts from my siblings but I just ignored them. I heard the metal gate of the park move making me quickly hide my phone in case anyone saw the light. I held my cries as I looked around, by this point there was no point trying to listen for footsteps or anything because my heart was literally beating in my ears.
I saw roughly seven feet away from me a light come on from someones phone, I could barely see their face due to the darkness but his phone illuminated his face enough to let me see he was a male, but what was he doing here? And who was he waiting for? Before I could even try and make a valid reason the park gate creaked again.
"Boss" Oh no. I don't think he means a starbucks boss, because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't meet mine at four am in a park by myself and that is for sure. "Sophie lives on the same road, but you knew that already didn't you?" Sophie? As in Sophie Archer? The girl Matt left me for. His 'Boss' looked over to him with a deadly look in his eyes as if to tell him to shut his mouth. Glad I'm not the only one that doesn't like this girl. The 'employee' left the park after the other man didn't say anything for a good few minutes. The bosses screen went black after the other man left, and a couple of seconds after I heard the gate go for the last time.
I sighed in relief before trying to pick myself up to go home, but I don't feel like playing twenty-one questions with them. Matthew made his choice and thats all there is too it and I just wish they would both see that.
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Hostage.
General FictionHe didn't know how she managed it, he never liked the behaved ones, but no matter what he did he was addicted. He knew he could never treat her right or fair, but he didn't care. As long as he had her, nothing else mattered.